Pouty Marcela Walerstein stars as Young Emmanuelle and while her looks are certainly up to par, that's probably the only good thing I can say about this otherwise run of the mill stroke fest.
While on a flight to God knows where (I forget, actually, so cut me some slack, okay?), Young Emmanuelle regales a middle-aged businessman, played by a distinctly cobwebbed George Lazenby (no doubt still smarting from turning down that multi-picture Bond deal so many years ago) with stories of her sexual escapades, which are then depicted through a series of flashbacks.
Sylvia Kristel, as Old Emmanuelle (and looking every bit the part), is also along for the ride, if only to validate the whole thing as a genuine sequel. I guess it is. Just not a very good one, I'm afraid.
Of course, there's ample nudity and softcore sex from start to finish, and the film is not without its erotic moments, particularly during one scene involving Ms. Walerstein, 2 lesbians and some food, but all in all, this is one of the more flaccid entries in the Emmanuelle series. Worth a look if only to say you've seen them all, but is that something you really want to brag about?
